After all, the strength the opponent had just displayed had made them clearly aware of it.
The moment they stepped through the door, they were shot six times; the violent scene is still vivid in my mind.
The nuns present all shut their mouths, bowed their heads, and stood quietly in place, waiting for the elder to return.
Victor stood still, his indifferent gaze sweeping over the women gathered in the center of the church.
He took in their embarrassed and timid reactions and clearly understood their thoughts.
But that's normal.
After all, a human who suddenly appeared in the church declared to these vampires, "I am the father of your prince."
If you put yourself in Viktor's shoes even slightly, he wouldn't believe that either.
He didn't investigate further.
Suddenly, a cold night wind swept through the church doors.
The nuns' long, bloodless white hair fluttered in the wind, swaying like scattered silver silk.
Immediately afterwards, a dazzling golden light followed the wind and swept across the church.
It circled twice in the air before finally landing in the dazzling golden wheat field.
Bathed in golden light, the wheat field shone even brighter.
Golden rays shot straight into the sky, illuminating the massive church with a magnificent and sacred light.
Under the watchful eyes of many nuns, golden light enveloped Victor's body.
It felt like a gentle embrace, lightly brushing against his dark clothes.
Victor's gaze followed the ethereal golden light, and he calmly spoke:
“Your elders value you quite a bit.”
"At least she's willing to listen to my advice."
As soon as he finished speaking, Victor was enveloped in golden light.
Unaffected by the gazes cast upon him by the nuns present, he walked towards the church doors.
A figure swept across the golden wheat field, the black clothing as mysterious as a ghost.
Buzz—
With a deep, trembling sound, Viktor, surrounded by golden light, transformed into a dazzling display of golden light and vanished without a trace.
The golden light gradually left the church and drifted away into the distance.
The vampire nuns breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Victor leave.
Their fears were finally dispelled, and the lake of their hearts calmed down.
The pressure from that human was almost suffocating them.
"Elder!"
As one of the vampire nuns exclaimed in surprise, the other nuns also turned their gaze toward the church entrance.
At this moment, the older vampire nun reappeared in the church.
With a look of worry and anxiety on his face, he stood at the door, watching the vampire girls rushing in.
"Elder, are you alright?"
"Elder, did you really go and inform the bishop?"
"Elder, we're so scared, waaaaaah..."
The girls freely vented their fears in the presence of trusted people, their cries echoing throughout.
The vampire elder wore a gentle smile, yet sighed helplessly.
"Thank you for your hard work."
"After all, even I couldn't have imagined that something like this would happen today."
"The bishop has received the message and she has just arrived."
Upon hearing this, all the nuns present breathed a sigh of relief.
So that golden light just now was Bishop Michaela.
They had witnessed Bishop Michaela's abilities.
As long as there are nuns praying in church.
No matter where she was, Bishop Michaela could hear their calls.
Clearly, the elder had just gone to inform Bishop Michaela of this matter through prayer.
Unexpectedly, the bishop actually came to the church.
At least it's clear that the man wasn't lying.
He really did know Bishop Michaela.
But then, the nuns' expressions became somewhat strange.
Because they remembered the second identity Victor had just mentioned.
The prince's father.
But anyone with a brain knows that this is most likely false.
Therefore, the nuns did not intend to tell the elders about this.
At this moment, the elder looked around the crowd, searching for the first nun who had been touched by Victor.
It wasn't until their gazes left the crowd that they saw her still standing in the golden wheat field, head bowed, not daring to approach.
Seeing this, the elder couldn't help but sigh.
She could tell that the child must have been terrified by what had just happened.
She may have already begun to believe that it was her own fault that led to their identities being exposed.
The elder waved his hand, and the surrounding vampire nuns made way for him.
Then, she waved to the girl in the distance and said softly:
"Come here, child."
Upon hearing the call, the girl slightly raised her head.
Upon seeing the elder, he cautiously approached him.
She walked with trembling steps, her inner fear undisguised.
Feeling the gazes of his fellow countrymen, he lowered his head again, which had been slightly raised.
Finally, she stood before the elder, as if she had already accepted the impending criticism.
However, the next moment, she felt a gentle caress on her lowered head.
The girl suddenly froze, and her body stopped trembling.
"Humans love to comfort their companions by stroking their heads."
"So I want to tell you, this is not your fault."
Hearing this, the girl nodded blankly, finally relieved, and looked up at the elder.
The elder's blood-red pupils met hers, and he slowly nodded.
Seeing that the other person's smile had finally returned, the elder smiled with satisfaction.
She understood that vampires would eventually be discovered in human society.
But unexpectedly, it was a mysterious human who claimed to be the godfather of the Church of Abundance who exposed their identities.
Just as she was pondering who Victor really was, the vampire girl in front of her suddenly spoke:
"By the way, Elder, there is something I think I need to tell you."
"Hmm? Go ahead and say it."
She gently stroked the girl's face, a sense of curiosity welling up inside her.
The girl was silent for a moment, then finally spoke:
“That gentleman just now, he… he claimed to be the father of Princess Priscilla.”
Upon hearing this, the elder remained silent for a moment, then blinked:
"ah?"
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